DON'T HATE ON THE HIPPIES [c]

[SHINSATO NARU]

* - - - - - - - - - we both go down together

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It wasn't her fault.

It wasn't her fault that the giraffe woman had, somehow, tracked her down. It was also not her fault that she was forced to steal a young girl's bike to get away from the giraffe woman. If anything, whoever was controling her life was to blame. Not just for her stealing the bike—because it was obviously not called borrowing when you wrench a bicycle from someone's hands—but for just about everything else that was completely wrong with this scenario. Of course the giraffe woman was to blame, as well. Obviously, someone hadn't gotten enough hugs from their mother when they were little. If they had time to chase her, shouldn't they also have time to rekindle their relationship with their mother? Or to just do something other than go after her. There were plenty of activities that would suit her fancy, Naru was sure! So, why the hell did she keep following her? It was taking every ounce of her self-restraint and self-preservation to keep from yelling something utterly inappropriate and obscene at the other woman, because, damn it, this was getting old.

And so, on her little bicycle, Naru fled the vicinity in, what she was hoped was, a dignified manner. The bike was a bit too small for her, but she would manage. Somehow. The consequences of thievery couldn't possibly that severe—especially if she was able to give the girl her bicycle back before the charges were pressed. Really, all Naru would need to do was finally lose the giraffe woman, find the young girl, and then give bicycle back. Hopefully in that order. If not, well, Naru was fine with improvising. As long as it was in her favor, that is. Yes, if all went according to her rather half-baked plan, then she would be able to go home with a semi-peace of mind.

Glancing behind her, Naru grimaced as she saw the giraffe woman riding a scooter. Where she got it, Naru had no idea. Then again, perhaps it was in her best interest not to know. It was at that moment the giraffe woman ran into a young woman roller skating along the sidewalk. Such a sight had considerably brightened Naru's day in a mere few seconds. Ahh, life. If she weren't focusing on pedaling even faster, Naru may have jumped off of her bicycle and done the pelvic thrust of victory. However, due to personal experience, she wa sure that the other woman would be out and about in no time. Naru glanced behind her shoulder again, just to see if the other woman had gotten up or not. Much to her delight, the giraffe woman had not! Smirking in the woman's general direction, Naru looked forward once again and—

—instantly began going down quite the mighty, grassy hill. God. Damn. It.

This—whatever the hell this is—is completely and utterly unacceptable. This is not supposed to happen. No, no. My day was supposed to be magnificent. It was not supposed to be like thiiiiiiiiissss--! It was a bumpy journey, that was for sure. Being hit by multiple branches, barely navigating away from the tree trunks, attempting to actually stay on the bicycle...Clearly, this was not how Naru had pictured her afternoon. It would be a miracle if it was somehow able to get better. If it did, maybe she'd be convinced that someone up there did like her.

Finally, the bicycle came to a stop when it hit a large, bearded man. Time to turn up the charm. "Ah, excuse me? I'd greatly appreciate it if you could look after this bicycle for me. Yes, yes, I'm sorry for running into you. You see, I was running from a thug and..." It didn't take long for the man to agree. Love and peace and all. Besides, it wasn't as if she was going to lug a bicycle around with her all day. Apparently she had landed herself in some unofficial festival like celebration. Oh well, she would just find her way out of it with the use of her...wits or something similar to that. Leisurely, with a smile that didn't quite reacher her eyes, Naru strolled around the grounds, looking for an exit of some sort. If only these hippies would learn how to move.

NOTES! lolwhat, this was not delayed B|
TAGGED! umeeeeee
LISTENING TO! shattered by trading yesterday.
WORD COUNT! 722 8[[

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[KO UME]

let's pretend we don't exist. let's pretend we're in antarctica. let's pretend we don't exist.
let's have bizarre celebrations

Ume had been under the watch and care of Jun Minami for the night, being slugged home by her good ol’ drinking pal. It probably was a pain with her being passed out and all, but hey! One has to pay the price of hanging out with the ginger for the night. When she had woke up on the couch, the dogs relaxed against her softly moving sides, she didn’t even wonder where she was. Kage had brought her here before on nights when she wasn’t so well, and the couch had become like her second home. He and Jun were discussing some nonsense at the table, another conversation about food, and she padded over there for a cup of bitter black coffee. A hangover had already kicked in, and she spent most of the morning in that apartment of theirs, nursing it so that she didn’t look like a total wreck when she went on back home. To cover up her swollen eyes—she had probably burst into tears the night before in the middle of her story about how her sister rescued from a pervert once—she put on some stunnin’ shades, white ones with hot rhinestones in the corner. Her body was draped in some of Jun’s clothes, as her outfit wasn’t exactly suitable to be riding the bus midday in. The maroon zip-up sweater was left open to reveal her plain black camisole beneath, which rode slightly over the shorts that she’d stolen. Stolen because, dayum gurl, this was one adorable outfit she was definitely not giving it back.

Goodbyes were spent quickly, Jun watching her fondly as she disappeared down the stairwell and out into the city. Her destination wasn’t home, however. Ume hadn’t bothered to turn on her phone at this point, no matter how it worried her that her sister would be hitting up the seedier parts of town to find her safely. The most likely option would be to turn on her phone to various voice mails that cursed her very existence, using their father’s anxiety attacks as a great big guilt trip. As he mind wandered over such a thought, a finger worried her lip, wondering if she should go immediately home or not. There was no reason to be attending a funereal in the next few days because of her mistakes. But—death seemed like a big leap, so she shook her head and continued on.

Dazzling everyone as she strut those sneakers like a dove, she continued to ponder until she saw a very strange sight, indeed! A very large cluster of people had begun to move across the street, all of them wearing very similar outfits consisting of tie-dyed shirts, peace signs dangling from their necks, and a very obvious lack of shoes. Now, wasn’t that just a very interesting sight to behold? Of course, given that it was distracting and interesting, Ume followed after them without really thinking about what was going on. Hippies, they looked like, and if there were some here there had to be more where they were going! How exciting! The only problem was that she stuck out completely in the group of them, her stunned shades and sneakers and general outfit making her appear the sore thumb. She’d have to snag some of this hippy shit when she got down to their camp grounds, of course! They were all for peace and love and sharing, they’d certainly be willing to dress her as one of them.

So, she followed after them into the park area, in which she bore witness to one of the most amazing hippy celebrations of the century! Okay, well… it was no Woodstock, but whatever. Just as she was looking around, someone’s lazily outstretched leg caught her off guard and she tumbled directly into the middle of one of the hippies congregated circles. One of them looked up at her in surprise as she made such a move, leaning back to examine her with dilated pupils. His head swayed a tad and then he stood up, pointing a finger down at her, “You! Ginger-haired girl! Mother nature has spoken and you are to do its bidding.” Ume looked up, blue eyes half-wide. If she was online right now, she’d definitely had said, “LOL WAT”. “You and that blond-bosom gal shall complete this quest that we are to give you.” Glancing around, she landed eyes on said blond-bosom gal and gave her a quirked brow. WHAT WAS GOING ON LOL.

[SHINSATO NARU]

* - - - - - - - - - if i can live on infinitely

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Perhaps she should have stayed home that day. No matter how boring and uninteresting the time spent at home would be, it was not worth her current situation. Nothing was worth her current situation. If she hadn't gone out that evening, she would be having a nice cup of tea in her run-down apartment, listening to either the pipes bang, or her neighbors going at it. There were certain instances when both happened at the same time. Of course, those instances were never to be spoken of ever, and Naru was not enjoying her train of thought at that moment. Tea was nice. In fact, she wouldn't mind a cup right at that moment. It would have been nice to have something calm her rather anxious nerves. Haha. Hahahaha. Anxious. Anxious was a complete understatement. She was being stalked by someone who was, probably, a giraffe in their past life. A giraffe. A bulky, humongous, giraffe.

...a giraffe.

Not only that, but—had that guy just called her a "blond-bosom gal"? Naru's mortification became more apparent as she slowly, but gradually began to register the infomation. Or attempted to, at least. The name, "blond-bosom gal" just had to echo in her mind, unfortunately. What kind of person would call someone that? It was rude and impolite and just not right. Whatever. She didn't have the patience to dawdle on something so trivial. The problem at hand was the 'mission' she had been given by the man. The more he spoke, the more Naru felt like she was losing her braincells were dying out. Mother nature? What did that have to do with anything? Fffft. Mother nature. This guy was obviously suffering from...something. Intoxication, maybe. Or even drugs. Who knew with these hippies? All Naru knew was that there was something completely and utterly wrong with this whole scenario.

"I refuse," she said, as soon as he finished talking. Smiling a smile that didn't quite reach her eyes, Naru stood up straighter. Somehow, she was able to look more composed than her thoughts seemed to suggest. "I'm a busy person, you see? I don't have neither the time, nor the patience, to go on a 'mission'," Naru added, with a touch of arrogance. Unfortunately for her, all that seemed to fly pass the older man's head. He laughed everything she had just said off and had even began clapping; all that was missing was the music. "Mother nature commands that the blond-bosom gal and the ginger-haired girl go forth and get a leaf from the farthest tree in the park!" Naru stared in indredulity. A leaf? There was no way she was going to go all the way to find a leaf. Wasn't he capable of doing it himself? The sheer stupidity of this mission was brain-wracking, it was beyond—

"Fine, I'll do it." A surprising change of heart, that certainly would be to most. However, none of the hippies present seemed all that phased. In fact, they appeared quite delighted, if not ecstatic. Despite the stupidity of it, Naru couldn't help but find herself interested. Even if there were certain, more important things that should be at the top of priorities, somehow this mission had trumped them. Perhaps, this was a flaw of hers. Not prioritizing her responsibilities, that is. Ah, well. Consquences were consequences. She didn't mind facing any, as long as she had something twisted to do beforehand. Twisted philosophy, but oh well. "Now go forth! Let the power of mother nature empower you, ladies!" Calmer now, Naru walked toward the younger girl, an eyebrow of her own quirked. So, this was her partner? Fine with her. "You don't mind going on this mission of theirs, do you?" She better not. Like hell was she going to go on a ridiculous, yet somewhat interesting, mission on her own. Naru wasn't going to look like an idiot by herself.

The problem with this was, how they were going to find the farthest tree. Which direction would they have to go to find it? It could take them awhile to find it. More than awhile, maybe. Or perhaps she was exaggerating. Even so, the mission would probably require some trial and error at some point.

NOTES! o-okay, i was a little late, but ffft. haha, this is going to be funn.
TAGGED! umeeeeee
LISTENING TO! 初めての恋が終わる時 by hatsune miku.

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[KO UME]

let's pretend we don't exist. let's pretend we're in antarctica. let's pretend we don't exist.
let's have bizarre celebrations

the first thing that Ume did was grab her stunning shades from where they had fallen down on the ground in front of her and place them snug back on her face. they remained there for what seemed quite a while as she listened to the mumbo jumbo that was going on between Naru and the insistent hippie leader, adjusting their placement on her face for a second or so as the blond woman declared that she would not be going on such a ridiculous mission. of course, this would leave Ume to do something so strange all on her own and... well... that really just wasn't something that she wanted. if she was going to be moving back and forth between this end of the park and the next, someone had to be doing it with her. that was the way these things worked--fft solo missions, they were lame as snuggies. "please, please do it with me," Ume insisted as soon as she had a place to speak, holding together her hands in desperation. of course, it wasn't like Ume was bad company or anything. the wily red-head found held herself in a very high regard, you know. she was the self-proclaimed princess of fun and good times. how could anyone with a happy bone in their body resist such a great temptation? ha! Ume would like to see such a feat be managed. as it when, though, her words of pleading wouldn't be needed. it seemed all it took to convince her that this mission was a good one was to state what actually was going to go down. and not a word of it was that exciting, really.

"mother nature wants us to get her a leaf? really? doesn't she want something like... natural wine or something?" she was quick to complain, pouting her lips at the idea of doing something that wouldn't get her very excited at all. however, when her eyes gazed out to the expanse of space between them and the other edge of the clearing, where the tall trees swayed in the mid-summer breeze, she shrugged her shoulders. "well, if that is what mother nature demands, then i'm fine," she said with a grin of optimism. perhaps this wouldn't be as bad as she would have thought. certainly going from this edge to the next would bring her something to laugh about. hippies had strange festivals, after all, there was bound to be something illegal, thrilling or absolutely stunning between her and their goal. looking over at Naru, she looked in hope for that agreement.

with her eyes wide behind her black, large sun glasses, she bit her lip in expectation. annnd, there it came! she would agree to go! what a lucky day this was~ "yay, yay~! let's get going, yeah?" she hopped up from where she had tripped, straightening out her zip-up and shorts while she approached the 'blond-bosom gal'--the nickname made her giggle whenever it was said--with her hand out. "hello there, partner," was her greeting, tilting her head with that happy grin. "my name is Ume, let's make mother nature proud." ohohoho. she couldn't waittt to get going. and with the blessing of the hippie leader, who waved them off as though he was sending out his finest warriors, Ume gave a short nod. "you can count on us, sir. we'll prove to be excellent in this mission. scouting and retrieving is a specialty." the seriousness of her voice was faux and an edge of laughter claimed her lips after she spoke, waving off the incredulous look of the head of hippiedom. what, wasn't this how soldiers went off and the like? though, seeing that he was either confused or incredibly insulted, she simply bit her lips with a smile and kept from giving a salute. no need to rile up his wrath--maybe he was a wiccan, too, and if he was she'd get a nice curse up in her business.

moving her attention back to Naru, she pointed ahead and gave a grin, "off we go, far into the culture of hippies! i hope we live!" hahaha, like the mission was really going to be that dangerous. of course, she paid no mind to the fact that she didn't know what end they had been told to go and pranced off into the crowd with a giggle. "come one, come on blond-bosom gal~! hahahaha~!" her laughter was probably a bit too giddy. damn hippie fumes.